Just enjoying being a Grandma

Flowers? For me?

You know, I always wanted to just be a Grandma. And now I am. I'm reminded of that silly little quip about having fun with the grand-kids and sending them home when they cry or when things get ugly. I can just have fun with my grand-kids now. I truly can. And let me tell you, it's great!

Now, I'm not blaming anyone, you know? But ever since my first grandchild was born, I have been much more than a Grandmother. I've always been a second parent to my grand-kids and I've also been a parent to my kids way longer than I needed to be. And as I said, it's partially my fault, because I let it happen.

But lately, I've been putting my foot down, sometimes on myself and just letting them all test their wings. I have been stubbornly refusing to be a mother, not even a second mother to my younger grand-kids and letting the older grand-kids and my kids deal with their own issues.

Does that sound mean? I assure you, it's not. Trusting them is empowering for them. And in the case that they need moral support or something reasonable, of course, I will still be there for them. I'm just done feeling obligated to pick them up from every fall.

And of course, I still give out advice. But if they choose not to follow it or even if they prove me wrong, it's no big deal. It's their life to live. I can't live it for them. All I can do is love them and enjoy my role as Grandma. Isn't that great?

I get to be a Grandma now and I'm absolutely loving it. Should have dropped that ball long ago.